Why would Diana be bare...?
Damage Control
Much like the fabled hydra, the debate over the existence of superheroes seemed to be never-ending; As soon as one was settled, three more took its place. A constant torrent of arguments regarding their strength, oversight, identities...
For Diana, it was utterly exhausting.
In her culture, a hero was a hero. So long as they fought the good fight, and protected those that couldn't protect themselves, there was no need to question them over every little aspect of their process! And yet, Diana was constantly bombarded by hero politics.
The one matter that she truly put weight into, that she saw as a problem... Was collateral damage.
How often were buildings, homes, entire CITIES wrecked during crime fighting? Who would tend to those displaced? Who would pay for the damages? This was a VERY real situation, and one that the Justice League often struggled to answer.
But today... Diana had a remedy in mind.
The crowd was positively deafening in front of the government building. Press, citizens, supporters and detractors-- All of whom exploded with shouts as Diana stepped out on stage!
By Hera, it was almost overwhelming. The hateful comments, the loving words, the questions and demands. It felt like the world itself was pressing down on her! And yet, she stood composed. And beautiful as ever.
"Everyone... Everyone, please. Thank you for joining me today." Diana began. "Let me begin by saying: What I say and do today is not on the behalf of the Justice League. I act entirely independently."
She took the microphone and flew up, just enough so that everyone could see her, clad in her divine armor and blue briefs.
"As many of you know, a recent invasion by Darkseid left a city on the west coast devasted... Despite the Justice League's best efforts. While we are doing our best to help rebuild, it will take time... And money."
The latter part had the crowd positively hollering, showcasing how much of a hot button issue it truly was. Diana winced from the noise, but raised her hands to reclaim the attention.
"As always-- There are multiple ways to donate money toward repairs! If you can spare even a few dollars, I implore you to help!
But I realize that there are those of you that seek more tangible rewards in exchange for your money. Even more of you seek justice... For the damage caused both in this battle, and in battles of the past."
As public interest and outcries began to build, Diana flew up higher! She drew her golden lasso, shimmering in the sun... And spoke her declaration in a firm, booming voice.
"Starting tomorrow morning-- I will remove my clothes. And for every thousand dollars raised, I will remain completely, entirely naked for one hour.
I will not hide or cower. I will venture into the public, both to interact and defend you, as I always have. But I will be as nude as the day I was sculpted. How long... Is entirely up to you.
If you support me-- Let my nudity be a treat. If you despise me-- Let my nudity be a punishment. So long as you donate to those who need it, I will accept either. You have my word... As bestowed on my god-given lasso."
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